Last week, two of my kids drove past the house I grew up in in Bountiful, Utah and sent me a picture. It looked a lot the same, and it triggered all sorts of nostalgia. As summertime is upon us, it brought back memories of one of those crazy fun things we did as kids…the kind of things that Mom and Dad didn’t need to know about. Shooting the Tube. A few miles behind my house there was a small canyon and picnic area called Mueller...
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